Tokyo Sound

"But, but... a nickname like RuRu that uses a reduplicated word is more ambiguous than calling her by her first name, no matter how you look at it, right?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu tried to evade and explain.

"It depends on the situation. Besides, nicknames and nicknames have many different natures. In other words, it should be judged based on the context and environment. Senior, when did you change the way you address others?" asked Saori Ōnishi.

"I told Haruka halfway through the set."

"On the set?"

"Yeah, I remember there were quite a lot of people there, about a dozen or so. I asked, can I call you 'Haruka'?"

"In the eyes of passers-by, this is definitely a sign of wanting to develop a relationship! And in front of so many people, during work breaks, I feel embarrassed for you, you are so shameless!"

"Ah this - is there any hope if I change it back immediately?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was very stiff.

"Well, that's not necessary. There are also good friends of the opposite sex who call each other by their names. Besides, that girl seems to be in the same class as the seniors, so I think she can understand." Saori Ōnishi comforted.

"Yeah, that should be understandable. Just like I can call you 'Saori'. Since we are already very familiar with each other, it won't be too abrupt, yeah." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu whispered in self-deception.

"I'm glad to be trusted by my senior, but this way of narration makes me a little angry..." Ōnishi Saori half-opened her eyes emotionlessly.

"Oh, but that's not right. Takizawa and I have discussed this before, and even he agrees. Besides, he usually calls you Saori, and there was no misunderstanding." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was like a debater, who quoted famous quotes to help him when he was at a disadvantage.

"Learn to think and stop blindly following others." Onishi Saori's tone was full of the calmness of a wise man. "Aristotle said that the heavier the object, the earlier it will fall to the ground. However, Galileo proved with his Leaning Tower experiment that even the great philosopher could make mistakes. Big Brother is strong, but as a member of the club, he also has his shortcomings. At least if you ask Mr. Kashiwai to say it, he will definitely list eight million shortcomings!"

"I never thought that my good brother, even with his shortcomings, is enough to rival the number of gods in Takama-ga-hara." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu couldn't help but admire.

Is this worth being proud of?

Ōnishi Saori was speechless for a moment.

Senior has gone too far in this friendship! If this continues, it will be ruined!

"Well, now that I think about it, Haruka's expression was indeed complicated... But it seemed like you didn't have any special reaction when your name was called," said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"So it depends on the circumstances. Obviously, he calls me that because it's a kind of doting and favor from a senior to a junior," explained Saori Ōnishi.

"Then how do you evaluate the fact that he calls his friends from the same period 'Ayane' and 'Mari'?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu asked again.

"..." Saori Ōnishi had nothing to say about this out-of-scope question.

"Alas, interpersonal communication is really a profound science." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu sighed.

"So let's do as I said before. Seniors, please ask me first about such questions. In this world, there are always some people whose experiences cannot be referenced." Saori Ōnishi returned to the starting point.

"Saori, well, it's a bit of a stretch, but it's not impossible." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu thought.

What a reluctant tone, being treated with prejudice, and losing to someone who didn't even know how to address me, isn't that worse than an elementary school student? Woo, so wronged, my heart hurts so much. Ohnishi Saori really covered her chest.

"On the other hand, Minase-san's way of addressing me is indeed too serious. As good friends should, we should find a compromise. I got it. He used to call Sakura-kun "classmate", which is not bad." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu is a pragmatic person and has begun to consider solving the problems of the current version.

"Good friend, good brother, you always call me Big Brother. I've really been underestimated." Ōnishi Saori felt that it was time to step forward and truly demonstrate her ability to be their elementary school teacher in this field. "Don't worry, just call me 'God-sama'!"

"Isn't this the way the characters in the anime are called? Is it possible to do this?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was stunned.

"Haha, why not. It's in keeping with the proper distance between work partners, and it's also just the right amount of joking and friendly. It's especially suitable to be the first step for you and Qi-chan to become friends." Ōnishi Saori clasped her arms.

"That's fine. It sounds dramatic and weird at first, but if you think about it, it's not bad." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu thought, "Then I can call you 'Ais' too."

"No need. Didn't I call your name?" Ōnishi Saori shook her head.

"Why is it Ais?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu suddenly said without any context.

"Eh?" Saori Ōnishi hasn't reacted yet.

"Why is it Ais?"

"Eh??"

"Think about it. In the work, Bell, played by me, was beaten by the Minotaur, and it was Ai Si who passed by and rescued him. Bell also developed a yearning for her and wanted to chase that beautiful figure. But in the end, it was the Lord God who took Bell in, encouraged him to grow, always gently accepted all his sorrows and joys, and silently watched over his adventure."

Yoshitsugu Matsuoka, an actor who loves to interpret his works, calmly explained his understanding of the role.

"In comparison, Bell and Ais didn't say much, so you, Ohnishi, didn't have many lines. In other words, Ais is just the perfect crush, and the God is the pillar of support around him. You know, admiration is the furthest emotion from understanding. So why does it have to be Ais?"

Two seconds of silence.

They looked at each other.

“Wow——!” Saori Ōnishi suddenly covered her face, like a wronged female classmate who was bullied at school.

"What's going on?!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was in a panic.

"I just racked my brains to find a solution for you, senior, but you turned around and handed me a knife!" Ohnishi Saori was so angry that she punched the sofa cushion repeatedly.

"Sorry, sorry, Saori, sorry." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu bowed in panic.

"Don't call me by my name!" said Ohnishi Saori firmly.

"That's Ais? That's just the strategy we just used can come in handy!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu clenched his fist.

"That's not allowed! Anyway, I have few lines and a small role!"

"What should I do..."

"The set meal at Ryūmyūtei needs to be upgraded to at least commercial grade, on the same level as that of Senior Takizawa." Ōnishi Saori suddenly thought deeply. She had eaten there with everyone when she had just entered the department. It was indeed a well-known high-consumption place, and the taste was really good.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu naturally chose to agree to the injured junior, and then he discovered his blind spot and frowned, "Wait a minute, who do you want to be like? How do you know that I have a commercial-level bet?"

"Yes, is that so? There is such a thing..." Ōnishi Saori coughed dryly, and immediately put on her usual humble attitude of seeking advice, "So why is there a bet on treating? What is going on? Please help me solve this confusion, senior."

"Well, this is about a friend of mine. It's not a big deal." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu also coughed dryly.

It seems that I have grasped the trick to deal with Senior Matsuoka.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with using the guise of “asking for advice”!

What an easy-to-deal-with elementary school student.

The two were practicing Tai Chi and kicking a ball.

The door of the recording studio was pushed open, and a young girl walked in quietly, "Excuse me."

"Senior, Qi-chan is here." Saori Ōnishi said in a low voice.

"I understand." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu took a few breaths, then picked up the pink gift box with both hands and walked towards the girl in small steps.

"Mr. Matsuoka, thank you for your guidance today." Minase Qi bowed politely when he saw the visitor.

"Me too, please give me your guidance." said Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"By the way, didn't I talk about the cake shop before? Mr. Matsuoka has been busy all the time. But it doesn't matter. Hehe, I brought a portion today. It's delicious. Please be sure to accept it." Minase Qi smiled, then took out a square box of appropriate size from her bag. The shape of the delicious cake could be seen from the transparent plastic sheet.

When Matsuoka Yoshitsugu saw this scene and thought of someone's prediction, he knew that his wallet would definitely bleed. "Thank you. I feel very sorry that I couldn't make time before. Well, I actually bought a cake, and I hope it's your favorite flavor."

"Eh? Did you buy it too? What a surprise, we thought of the same thing." Minase Qi had never expected that the smile on her face would grow larger.

The two sides exchanged gifts smoothly.

"Lord God, please work hard today as well." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said without warning.

"Hmm?" Minase Qi tilted her head slightly, obviously not understanding why she was being called like that all of a sudden, but she quickly responded crisply, "Okay, Bell-kun, let's start our adventure."

"Okay!" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said forcefully, and at the same time he admired the junior's strategy in his heart. Although it was hard to believe, it seemed that he was really smarter than someone else?

Saori Ōnishi looked at the two people who had completed their conversation almost seamlessly.

To be honest, she didn't expect it to be so smooth, and she didn't understand the idea at all.

Although I've thought about it before...but these two people, in some places, some systems, I'm afraid they are really similar.

Chapter 205: The Minotaur's Outlook

I'm Enterprise club, rest area.

There are three men gathered together here, looking solemn.

"I want to see your cards." Kashiwa Ippei tapped the coffee table with his fingers.

"You don't seem to have enough chips." Yin Ze said lightly.

"I have a discount ticket for Yugen-tei BBQ here, worth 300 yen." Kashiwai Ippei took out the ticket from his suit pocket in a very stylish manner.

"You said three hundred, so it's three hundred?" Yin Ze sneered.

"You can find someone who has experience as a househusband to test it." Kashiwa Ippei snorted, "But the ticket can only be used if the consumption reaches 3000 yen."

"Then it should be the real thing." Nakajima Masaji, who has been a husband for many years and has the habit of collecting discount coupons, nodded in agreement.

The three of them continued to shuffle their cards, with their heads down and breathing out like weasels.

"Can Flush beat the captive House?" Yin Ze whispered tremblingly.

"Can Flush beat Captive House?" Kashiwai Ippei immediately laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, that would be only possible if your motorcycle turns into a rabbit."

"Can I win with a flush and a straight?" Yin Ze stopped pretending to be a pig and slowly showed his cards. Unfortunately, the conditions were limited, otherwise there would be a whole background music.

"What?! This is impossible--!" Kashiwa Ichihiro's face was grim, "I clearly changed all your cards away!"

"Mr. Kashiwa, your Double Lift is really clumsy. I knew you would take my cards, so I gave them to Nakajima-san in advance. Just put your face over here and let me put on the turtle note that symbolizes the loser." Yin Ze picked up the torn napkin and said, "Don't worry, shuffle the cards quickly and continue."

"Okay, but I'm going to switch to a different card game. I Normal Summon 'Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu' in Attack Position."

The agent took off his suit jacket, and with a fierce look on his face, he threw himself at someone and hugged him. The two sides immediately started fighting.

At this time of internal strife, what will the well-known and respected confidant brother in the company do?

Nakajima Jianji grinned, pocketed the discount coupon, patted his butt and left, ignoring the tragic fight next to him.

"Senior..." Ohnishi Saori ran over with a cute long voice, glanced at the sofa, and then walked back, "It seems like you came at a wrong time, come back later."

"No, no, what do you want?"

When Ohnishi Saori turned around again, the two guys who were still in WWE had instantly regained their elegance, even the wrinkles on their clothes were smoothed out, and they sat at opposite ends of each other drinking tea in peace. Both sides claimed to be excellent men and would never lose their manners in front of younger women.

"I'd better wait until you guys are done with your work," said Saori Ōnishi.

"There's nothing to be busy about. Brother Kashiwa was just showing off his magic tricks, and then he started playing cards, and the game is over." Yin Ze shook his head and said.

Today, the man went to the company and found his agent reading a book called "Even Children Can Do It: Children's Magic Encyclopedia" with great interest, so he habitually said a few words to him. As a result, the agent talked about the past, saying that he used to wander behind the scenes of the TV station, and with his magic tricks, he had seduced many idols and female artists, and finally his histrionic personality broke out and he had to drag others as the audience.

Yin Ze clapped his hands symbolically thinking it was over, but Kashiwa Ippei suddenly had a competitive spirit. In the profession of street darts, the opponent's skills in finger-guessing and drinking were very high, and he only bragged about playing cards all day, saying that he was participating in the Chinatown Mahjong competition again and was the only young man in the top eight.

Humph, whether it is true or not, we have to fight to know.

The agent has suffered from Tyrannosaurus for a long time, and thinks about regaining his leadership position every day. Occasionally, when he gets a small profit, he thinks about it over and over again before going to bed and falls asleep happily.

"You lose a bottle of mineral water to me." Yin Ze reminded.

"Oh..." Kashiwa Ippei looked like he had lost everything and was frustrated. He didn't care about the turtle note on his face and just collapsed on the sofa.

"Daxi, what's the matter?" Yin Ze continued to ask.

"Wow, Matsuoka-san bullied me." Saori Ōnishi came to complain with an aggrieved voice.

"Is there such a thing?" Yin Ze was shocked and couldn't believe it for a moment. "Did he encounter any shock?"

"Senior, why don't you give me priority?" Saori Ohnishi asked in pain.

"What are you talking about? You and Matsuoka are like the flesh on the palm and the back of my hand. I'm really torn." Yin Ze comforted.

"Why not find a compromise?" said Saori Ōnishi.

"Oh, you are worthy of being my junior sister. You have learned everything by yourself. Well, well, you still understand me. Then just kill Brother Bai Jing in half as soon as possible." Yin Ze nodded vigorously.

"How dare you! How can there be such a physical compromise?! I will ritually summon 'Hayami Saori' to attack!" Kashiwai Ippei took out his cell phone, opened the address book, and prepared to launch the Waseda Advent.

"It's really funny that he can only use other people's power to bluff."

"How dare you, a card-swapping thief, talk about morality? It's a pity that you stole my coupon that was personally placed in my hand by the flyer girl when I passed by Shinjuku!"

"You're playing all-in with me using magic prop cards and you think you're being frank again? And don't falsify the accounts. The coupons were clearly taken away by Nakajima-san! Last time we had barbecue and you said you wanted to share the bill, but after you wolfed down the beef rolls, you made an excuse to go to the bathroom. As a result, you said you'd be right back after I paid the bill. Don't think I don't know what you're up to!"

"I want to ask you something. That day I sent a message saying that the restroom at the barbecue restaurant was out of paper. After you paid the bill, why did you still come so late and make me wait for five more minutes?"

“…” Saori Ōnishi felt like she had returned from an elementary school film set to a kindergarten company.

"Daxi, please continue." Yin Ze asked again.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Ohnishi Saori was no longer in the mood to joke around. Because in the field of naughty kids, these people are just like Fat Tiger and Suneo in Doraemon, they are rare strong ones.

"I'm your senior, we're not afraid. Just tell me if you have anything to say." Yin Ze continued to ask.

"It's nothing, it's just that Matsuoka-san said some straight guy things to me unconsciously." Ōnishi Saori shook her head.

"I roughly understand, and I can roughly guess what you are saying. In short, you know everything in your heart, but you are a little sulky and want someone to comfort you, and by the way, play a childish prank on everyone." Yin Ze smiled and nodded.